He spoke gibberish,
‘Bad thing happens
if you don’t…mumble, mumble.’
Humoring missionary, I presume.
Told him I go to temple and
closed the door. Hearsay: the sharp
older man used to live two blocks
from mine before committing suicide.
Sometimes I wonder what it was he
tried to tell me. It pricks me to think
he tried to walk even on gossamer
if he could only avoid ‘Bad thing happens.’
I would’ve been friendly, only if
he spoke clearly. Only if…
I say, exhausted soul, save a space for
me in the heaven. We’ll continue the
conversation then. Sometimes, even
crossing the stormy ocean and
climbing arduous mountain
cannot undo what’s been done–
unintentional apathy.
by Byung A. Fallgren
Byung A. Fallgren 
Such regrets
LikeLiked by 1 person
Some posts I read and some cause me to pause, re-read and savor – this is beautiful and sad and so often the case!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you for your support and guess what! 🙂
I have nominated you for a fun post that I was nominated for last week. I hope you find it fun and if you wish not to participate, I completely understand, but your work deserves to be noticed and I would love to know more about you. Check it out!
https://vibealittle.com/2018/07/10/this-or-that-tag-youre-it/
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much for the comment.
LikeLike
Thank you so much for the nomination. As much as I love to participate the fun, I’m afraid I don’t have time to fill all the necessary rules and the like. 😦
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Derrick. I suffered the pricks in my mind but regret was brief. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you and you are welcome!
LikeLiked by 1 person
No problem! Thank you for considering. It took me a few days to finish it as well! 🤫
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hello
LikeLiked by 1 person